wake me up, when september ends.
i guess i dont have a ton to write about. besides im home now, and up north was the saddest trip ever. dont wanna talk about it, and today got home and went to scotts house for his birthday. oh how i wish i had a time machine. i would change everything from day 1. im not liking myself too much these days, and i feel like im missing half somewhere. maybe tomorrow can be fun?. unlikely. someone please call me to do something fun? ps. serena drives in 8 days. hehe. and...to you. i dont think you read this journal but, anyways. im sorry for everything. all the hurt, jealousy, and everything. i just wish we could have made it farther. no one understands what we had, and no one will ever take away the memories of being happy or sad or anything. we always had an affect on eachother, negative or positive. but i loved you no matter what mood. so here i am pouring out my heart to something that doesnt even matter. so im done. just know im always thinking of you and always wishing for you. just be happy, please. i hate to see you like you were tonight. pss, ill try and not write gloomy anymore.